Broken Night

Chapter 483 ─ There are eyes in the sky

"The power of the divine movement pattern technique lies in pulling one's own consciousness out of the sea, as if the soul is out of one's body, and it can also wander outside the body. And through the [Hyun Tianzhu] of the Yuncong Book Pavilion, it can even increase the mental power of the guardian of the pavilion. Dozens of times, it can be said that with the current state of Zhuo Shi, through the enhancement of the Hun Tianzhu, his spiritual tentacles can be spread all over the north and south."

Xu Yan and Jin Qianji were so shocked that they were speechless. It was as if there was an invisible vertical eye hanging in the sky, staring at the world all the time.

"For generations, the guardians of the Cloud Cong Book Pavilion have extraordinary talents. Moreover, the inheritance of the guardians is often independent, and even the teacher can't ask. I also occasionally heard the teacher say that Master Zhuo is The fourth guardian of the pavilion in a thousand years."

At this point, Zhuo Guan had already opened his eyes, and when he saw them, he clasped his fists and bowed slightly: "I have seen Mr. Big, Mr. Six, Mr. Seven."

Song Zhixuan also clasped his fists with the four behind him and said, "I have seen Master Zhuo." Especially Xiao Zhu's crisp and tender voice, Zhuo Guan rarely showed a slight smile on his face: "Come to the bookstore to see?" Song Zhixuan laughed : "Always bring the younger brothers and sisters to have a look."

Zhuo watched Xiang Xu Yan, Jin Qianji, Lan Mingxin and Xiao Zhu with a smile on his face.

The youthful taste of youth and vigor, like the breeze of early spring, always makes people feel warm from the heart: "Remember the cloud card and [Floating Cloud]." Song Zhixuan smiled and returned the salute: "Thank you Master Zhuo for the reminder. "

After he finished speaking, Zhuo Guan didn't say anything, he just sat down on the comfortable bamboo chair again and closed his eyes. Xu Yan, Jin Qianji and the others looked at him, imagining that Master Zhuo was looking at the scenery through the tattoo at the moment, but they didn't know which way they were looking?

Song Zhixuan was the first to walk to the door of the bookstore, his waist-length black ponytail swayed slightly, and his right hand lightly touched the door again. This time Xu Yan captured a hazy white light in his hand, but the white light was fleeting. , and then the door of the bookstore was pushed open.

Song Zhixuan led the crowd into the bookstore, and explained some things in the Yunfu: "It is said that the guardian of the first generation [Yuncong Bookstore] is a teacher and a brother. It's just a thousand years later, presumably that uncle has long been. But because of this, each generation of pavilion guardians and the seven disciples of Yunfu are equals.”

Looking into the eyes, it is just the most ordinary book pavilion.

There is no big world like the [Blood Book Palace] that has seen the Jagged War Gate. This looks more like a study that only exists in a small town. The books on the shelves are stuffed so densely that they are not atmospheric, but there is a strong smell of ancient books and paper.

Lan Mingxin yawned slightly, Xu Yan knew that Lan Mingxin didn't like reading books the most.

When he arrived in Nancheng, Lan Mingxin was often taught by Zuo Chengzhe when he deserted in class.

"There are only two floors in the bookstore. The lower floor is a general library. The upper floor is about the Taoist method of cultivation. You can refer to it yourself. If you don't understand, you can ask me directly." Song Zhixuan said, while Xiaozhu I have already shouted: "Mr. Da, shall I continue?"

Song Zhixuan touched Xiao Zhu's head: "Good boy, let's go."

"Oh!" Xiao Zhu saluted, then trotted to a shelf, picked up a volume and looked at it.

Lan Mingxin was very surprised and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Da, what is Xiao Zhu doing~www.wuxiaspot.com~." Song Zhixuan replied, with a gentle smile on his face: "I haven't read it before Xiao Zhu. You can't take a single step on the second floor until the first floor is hidden."

Lan Mingxin opened her mouth slightly and looked around for a week.

The bookstore is indeed not big...but it can't help the density of books.

On top of a bookshelf, there are densely packed books, and there is not even a small gap. There are hundreds of books here?

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From noon to noon, the sun sets slightly, ready to announce the end of the day.

When Xu Yan and the others came out, they left Xiao Zhu reading a book inside.

Song Zhixuan looked at Lan Mingxin with a smile and said, "Mingxin go to rest first or accompany the third junior brother to prepare meals. I have some things to do with my junior brother."

"Oh." Lan Mingxin replied obediently, and turned around and ran down the mountain without asking any further questions.

Jin Qianji couldn't help but ask, "Senior brother, is there anything you need to support your open mind?"

"Of course it's a major event." Song Zhixuan chuckled: "You two are both people who read through the book, so do you know what kind of token I use as a token when I travel the world as a disciple of Yunfu?"

"Token?" The two looked at each other blankly.

The seven disciples of Yunfu are outstanding people in each generation. There are countless volumes about them.

It's just that it never seemed to say that there was any token.

Song Zhixuan showed a smug look: "In the archives, the appearance of the disciples of Yunfu is often accompanied by things."

Jin Qianji frowned, his mind turned sharply: "Cloud?"

"Correct." Song Zhixuan smiled and said, "In every record about the seven disciples of the Yunfu, they always come with stepping on the cloud. We call it Yunfu, and it naturally grows with the cloud. Of course, this statement is a little bit divine. of."

"The real source lies in [Floating Clouds]."

"The floating cloud is a pattern."

Song Zhixuan stood still and came with his hands behind his back.

The afternoon sun was gradually fading and turning red.

In front of him, however, a cloud of snow-white rose up, as if the clouds in the mountains were picked up by him and turned into a car under him. Song Zhixuan still smiled and stepped on it, but it was like a real thing.

Xu Yan and Jin Qianji immediately remembered the huge cloud when they practiced in the Forbidden Forest.

"Fuyun, it can be said that it is the basic skill of our people in Yunfu, and it is also a required method. After all, this is to be certified as a person in Yunfu." Song Zhixuan said with a smile: "It's just that according to the practice of the practice, the cloud is different. The luster displayed is also different. This can also be said to be the embodiment of personal characteristics. Like my floating clouds and snow white, the second sister's floating clouds and pink, etc."

"I will pass on the cloud pattern to you, you have to study hard, otherwise no one will believe you when you tell people that you are the seven disciples of Yunfu."

Song Zhixuan flipped his hands again, two ordinary wooden cards appeared in his palm, and handed them to the two: "This is a cloud card, which is a substantial token. It's just that very few people in the world see it, and so do you. Quan should be a memorial."

The two took over the wooden plaque. The wooden plaque was really unremarkable. As the master of carving a piece, Jin Qianji naturally saw that this piece of wood was only made of the most common trees and had no mysterious and subtle effects.

"Okay, the following is the construction basis of [Floating Cloud]..."

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The sunset and the moon rise are the same as the most common and basic conclusion in the world.

This process was carried out three times.

Xu Yan, Jin Qianji, and Lan Mingxin have been in Yunfu for four days.

The floating cloud pattern is extremely mysterious, Xu Yan and Jin Qianji were shocked, and naturally they could not fully grasp it in only four days.

But they found that there was nothing else they could do except study this pattern.